Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Fang Zhou hovered continuously above them.

Even if this group of demons broke through the Blood Spirit Knights’ blockade, they wouldn’t have a chance to escape.

Their attempt to flee only caused their originally tight formation to become scattered.

After all, although they’re all Silver Tier demons, some run fast while others are slow.

Earlier, when facing the Blood Spirit Knights’ attacks, these demons couldn’t even unite against a common enemy.

Now, during their escape, how could they possibly support each other?

The chaotic evil nature of the Abyssal Demons was fully exposed.

At this moment, it was all about who could run faster.

It didn’t matter if they couldn’t outrun the enemy; what mattered was outrunning their companions.

However, compared to the Blood Spirit Knights chasing them, their escape speed was slightly inferior.

Very quickly, a large group of Blood Spirit Knights regrouped and mounted their Blood Spirit Bat Wolves to chase after them.

When these demons originally stood in concentrated formations, the Blood Spirit Knights were somewhat wary when charging.

After all, these demons have quite decent strength at the Silver Level.

If the demons resisted fiercely, it could even cause unnecessary casualties among the Blood Spirit Knights.

When charging, it wasn’t impossible for knights to be thrown off their mounts.

But now, with the demons fleeing so quickly, who would still care to form a battle formation?

The cavalry loved attacking such scattered enemies, as it was easy to destroy them.

The rumbling sound of hooves echoed from behind, followed by intense sounds of slaughter.

One by one, Silver Tier demons were killed by the continuous charges of the Blood Spirit Knights.

Even if some Silver Tier demons could withstand one or two Blood Spirit Knights’ attacks, it was of no use, for the knights were not fighting alone.

If a front-line Blood Spirit Knight was held off, they wouldn’t stop to attack the demon; instead, they would accelerate to chase the faster-running demons.

Behind them, a series of Blood Spirit Knights were ready to charge again.

Even a Golden Tier demon couldn’t withstand such an attack.

If they didn’t escape, there was only a path to death.

One by one, Silver Tier demons either got stabbed from the back or were killed by continuous charges when turning to resist.

The Frenzied Demon Baron, left in place, finally joined forces with the Six-armed Snake Demon to smash the Skeleton Prison.

This time, he didn’t even dare to roar loudly, only wanting to escape cautiously in another direction.

He had just seen with his own eyes how those demons who abandoned him to escape alone were caught up and killed by the Blood Spirit Knights one by one.

The Frenzied Demon turned and ran, but unfortunately, the sky-bound Fang Zhou was constantly observing the battlefield.

He quickly commanded the Blood Spirit Mage Corps to cast magic, trapping the Frenzied Demon Baron again.

Seeing the familiar magic array appear around him, the Frenzied Demon could only let out a painful wailing.

He frantically unleashed magic power, trying to tear the array apart and escape.

However, this time he had no chance.

With all Silver Tier demons already killed by now, the Blood Spirit Knights had turned back.

The tough Frenzied Demon Baron had been let go initially.

But good luck wouldn’t always favor him.

This time, he had nowhere to run...

...

The demon attack that the Trist Merchant Group encountered was swiftly ended by Fang Zhou.

Initially, Trist thought that Fang Zhou, being a powerful Golden Level undead, would fare well enough just by inflicting pain on these thousands of demons before driving them away.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhou was so thorough, almost annihilating this batch of demons completely.

Aside from some middle and low-tier demons who managed to escape, none of the Silver Tier demons got away; every one was killed.

The strongest among them, the Frenzied Demon Baron favored by the Abyssal Will, was even killed.

Abyssal Demons with a barony, even in the meat grinder battlefield of the Blood War Furnace, are considered elite forces.

Unexpectedly, it died so miserably under the charge of Fang Zhou’s undead knights.

On Fang Zhou’s side, only a few Spiritual Remains Warriors and Blood Spirit Warriors were lost.

Trist didn’t bother counting precisely, but the total number lost wouldn’t exceed a thousand.

For an undead lord defeated in battle, such losses might still be painful.

But for a victorious undead lord, it’s virtually like no loss at all.

Watching the mountains of corpses lining the ground, Trist even speculated that Fang Zhou would create more undead soldiers from these bodies.

Compared to fighting, cleaning up the battlefield was much easier.

The Spiritual Remains Warriors collected all the demon corpses that were relatively intact.

Silver and Bronze bodies were sorted into separate piles.

And those bodies, trampled and distorted by various spells or knights, were left to the Tomb undead at a lower cost.

They absorbed the flesh and blood essence from these bodies to enhance themselves.

As for the more precious Frenzied Demon Baron corpse, Fang Zhou had tidied it up immediately.

Fang Zhou also felt a bit emotional.

Half a year ago, he assisted Murphite and Uriel in repelling the Abyss Expedition Army led by the Flame Demon Baron Azkaban, using the combined strength of three great undead lords, finally defeating Azkaban, whose power was partially suppressed by the Undead Blood Moon Will.

But now, facing the similarly powerful Frenzied Demon Baron as Azkaban, Fang Zhou didn’t need to make a move; just his Blood Spirit Knight Order easily obliterated him.

Unknowingly, the strength of the Tomb undead under Fang Zhou’s command had expanded exponentially.

However, until now, Fang Zhou had not managed to have any undead break through the bottleneck and advance to the Golden level.

This made him somewhat anxious.

If he could gather enough resources and advanced knowledge in the Blood War Furnace, and master a sliver of the Undead Blood Moon’s authority, he could start exploring paths to elevate his undead to the Golden Level.

Regarding advancement to Gold, neither Murphite nor Uriel, nor his direct subordinates like Tidamia, Sain, and Leblanc, could wait any longer.

...

When Fang Zhou returned, Trist was already waiting by the demon corpses.

Trist’s expression at this moment was akin to an old chrysanthemum in full bloom.

This Vampire Noble’s attitude had markedly changed compared to before.

After all, few would dare act rashly upon witnessing someone commanding such a formidable undead army.

"Lord Fang Zhou, congratulations on your triumphant return!!!"

Trist placed his hand on his chest and made a bow.

Fang Zhou nodded slightly and said, "Why have you come down, Lord Trist... The battlefield is still too bloody."

"No worries, no worries, we Blood Moon Merchants are accustomed to such scenes!

I came down to ask how you plan to handle these demon corpses?"

Trist asked with a face full of smiles.

Looking at the piled-up demon corpses, Fang Zhou said, "As you can see, my undead warriors also suffered losses this time.

So I plan to make these demon corpses into undead, replenishing my forces."

At this point, Trist feigned a sigh and said, "Lord Fang Zhou, but our merchant group cannot linger here too long.

This is the Wailing Blood Plain, the border between the Undead Realm and the Abyss, far too dangerous.

Moreover, we must hurry to the distant Undead Territory."

Hearing this, Fang Zhou furrowed his brows slightly.

He somewhat understood Trist’s intention, so after a moment of feigned contemplation, he said, "No problem, it won’t delay the group’s advance.

I can take these corpses with me."

Trist’s expression didn’t change as he said, "That works too, but can you carry all these low-tier demon corpses?"

Fang Zhou glanced at Trist and confirmed the Vampire Noble’s thoughts, immediately saying, "Indeed, I can’t carry them all, but I can still take the Silver Tier corpses."